As I’ve grown up I’ve always seemed to question myself and the choices I make. I’m my own worst critic yet still feel the need to seek approval from others. Being a mother has opened up a whole new world of questions and personal vulnerabilities but some days I feel more strength than I have in my entire life. Those are the days when I go with my gut.
You know that feeling, the invisible tug in a certain direction which always seems to conflict with either your heart or your head. You acknowledge the tug but don’t always act on it. Well I’m learning to trust my gut and from making those choices I feel more at peace with myself and my decisions that I’m gaining more confidence, not just as a mother, but as a person.
That’s a difficult thing to say for me and it’s been a long time coming. I knew a c-section was the right birthing choice for me. I knew when Aidan needed to go on formula. I knew when he needed to start solids and I knew that he needed to be swaddled for as long as he needed. On Friday I knew that he didn’t need to be swaddled in his Woombie anymore and we went cold turkey.
I just had a gut feeling. There was no over thinking the matter like I usually do. There was no call to my Mum to go over the pros and cons. I just got him ready for bed and when I grabbed his Woombie I knew he’d be fine without it… and I was right. He slept in until 7am without stirring once and the whole family felt the benefits. The next day he had two great naps without the Woombie and the following night was just as good although he stirred once or twice. I’m a bit stunned the transition has gone so smoothly.